difference - conflict lyrics
[verse 1: difference]
back into action, straight attraction in rapping, no attachments, he’s lacking, wordplay so fire, a dragon. like, i’m not even mad, men. i grab a pen, start laughing, start jotting quotes, in hopes that they flow, and i get some credit. harder than, i’ve said it, multiple times, so think back in my rhymes, use your mind to finish the line, i think i lost mine. like most of the worlds hopes and dreams, the days are grey and it seems, i play for my own team, i’m all alone. but it’s frequent when i see this, often lost and i can’t even feel p-ssed, i can’t believe it. still too high to understand my surroundings, they found me where the clouds be, claimed i had been drowning, myself. the rapper known for leaving welts, belongs up in a cell, mental state went to h-ll, and i went with it. i guess you’d say i prefer a deadline fitted, admit it, this kid is like a chronicle from ridd-ck. bars keep me lifted, high, how have you been? well, i’ve lost my mind in this world that i’m dying in, suicide is my friend, i guess this is the end, drown demons, ha, i’ve known we could swim
everyone is like “yeah george, you’re rapping fine”, but that’s the thing, i hear that sh-t like all the time, i’m lemon mixed with lime, i guess i’m kinda sick, especially cuz i started from scratch, wasn’t provided sh-t. this is my time, that’s it, truthfully shining b-tch, im gonna rise above your lies and change the climate it’s the rap dragon, spitting fire and hashing lots a blunts, then laughing at all you used out has been’s and punks, deceitful much?
it’s not fair, it’s just lame, but either way i’m still very embarr-ssed to say. i ever cared, shouldn’t have shared the sh-t that was on my plate, you lost a good person, promise that, i’ve said some words, yes it hurts, but they aren’t coming back. oh, you think because you hurt me, now i’m done with rap? sh-t boo, you got me f-cked up, never would drop the love that i have for the craft, you dumb f-ck. he’s here, the evil, possessed demon of hip-hop, dreams coming, so lift off, frequently i drift off, i spit words bigger than rick ross. or at least his thigh and gut, i’m a d-ckhead rhyming up on some lying stuff, have i erupt? i feel the molten, dope, across the coast, up on a boat, we flowing, let it keep snowing, i’m showing you. i will create a legacy, its as dope a food, so while i’m touring, you’ll be snoring, i ain’t close to you, you’ll be crying and you’ll be whining like i know its true, but he was your mistake, no love is going through
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